i draw you on my bedroom wall. i don't know whether you went good or not. if somebody'll drop in i can cleverly pawn you with a furniture. now i can easily touch you, kiss you, hold your hand, drink coffee together. very funny. my heart is sick. head too. and it doesn't depend on you anymore how long you'll be, how long you'll stay. if you piss me off i can always order painting service.

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